Mr. C looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing anything but a C
I'll bet it's simple, that problem he assigns
But it's got everything that I haven't learned about

Mr. C talks to me, I cry 'cause it's just not easy
And I can't even see any sense when he's with me
He says we've got it down, he thinks we know it all
I wonder if he knows math's all I cry about at night

He's the reason for the teardrops on my homework
The only thing that keeps me crying on my math textbook
Quadratic song in the car I keep singing, I know why I do

Mr. C walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so easily
Can you help me here 'cause I can't see
You need to help me here, no understanding
Look at this pathetic mess, and I know I'm failing 'cause

He's the reason for the teardrops on my homework
The only thing that keeps me crying on my math textbook
Quadratic song in the car I keep singing, I know why I do

So I get home alone
As I turn out the light
I'll put this homework down
And maybe get some sleep tonight

'Cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my homework
The only one who knows enough for me to ask for help
Quadratic song in the car I keep singing, I know why I do
Math's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And help's all that I need to pass finals

Mr. C looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see